spontaneous snow

Yesterday’s forecast — flurries, “showers” to accumulate between a half an inch and an inch.

This morning – “snow advisory,” because we already have 2 inches (and other nearby places 3 or 4) and it’s falling steadily, tho’ even that was saying 1 or 2 inches more when it’s coming down steadily and the radar says it’ll be here a while. Welp, I measure three inches at 12:30… so yes, looks like 4-5 inches all told.

Left ‘way early … I don’t enjoy riding on unsure surfaces at all … makes me anxious… I turn into a little rabbit deciding whether to freeze and coast to better terrain (which works for gravel patches), or to take control and steer the silly thing where I want it to go, which is the only way to get through snow and ice. You have to be ready each and every millisecond to respond and direct — and if your response time is more than that you’re always feeling one lurch behind… but that doesn’t mean it’s better to coast. That reminded me how rarely I feel anxious… and how many people feel at least as anxious most days of the week (and any given math class). Telling the neurons to respond with authority — good practice for that thing ya call courage, perhaps.

Glad I don’t have to be anywhere — but on the other hand, I know I managed to get out to the bike shop for an indoor time trial (my fast bike was waiting there) after six inches, winding down Springfield. So going through fresh inch and a half at 27 degrees — yea, I might just get otu to a parking lot.